Poor Rogue! She's so stressed! Even as she prepares to head to yoga class, she's stressed and running around like mad. I convince her to sit with me for just a moment and I give her a necklace, hoping it will cheer her up a bit. It does, because it has very special...relaxing...properties. Almost immediately, Rogue is calm, blissful and, as it turns out, very susceptible to my suggestions. In fact, after a very brief conversation, she wants nothing more than to become a mindless mummy, wrapped from head to toe for my pleasure! She stands placidly, repeating "I want to be a mindless mummy" a...

Poor Rogue! She's so stressed! Even as she prepares to head to yoga class, she's stressed and running around like mad. I convince her to sit with me for just a moment and I give her a necklace, hoping it will cheer her up a bit. It does, because it has very special...relaxing...properties. Almost immediately, Rogue is calm, blissful and, as it turns out, very susceptible to my suggestions. In fact, after a very brief conversation, she wants nothing more than to become a mindless mummy, wrapped from head to toe for my pleasure! She stands placidly, repeating "I want to be a mindless mummy" again and again through her ball gag, the drool bubbling from her lips and running down her chin, sliding over the tight red tape cocoon she is being methodically encased in. Only one trouble: it seems that the effects of the necklace wear off once it has been covered, and by the time she is helpless, her head sealed away under layers of wrapping, she is highly stressed again, although for different, much tighter reasons!